Even if he says there's no should or shouldn't, she's sure that there probably is. She hasn't tried to sing in ten years--at least not with any planning in mind. It was always too painful to even try, and while it might not be so now, there's a nervousness about her as she looks out over the bar again.

A small, tight smile crosses her lips. "I don't think I'm drunk enough to make a fool of myself in front of all these people..."